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His fingers, and most of his hand, were soaked with her juices when he finally stopped. “Look how wet your naughty pussy has gotten.” He brought his hand to her mouth. “Suck away your shame, naughty mate.”

She licked and sucked until the taste of her desire filled her mouth. “Please,” she lamented, trembling with the need for him, forthem.

“Please, what? Do you want our cocks deep inside you? Do you need to come so badly you ache? What is that called in males? Oh, yes, blue balls. Does my bad girl have blue balls?”

“I’m sorry! I never should have threatened you.”

“I will give you an orgasm with my flogger, but know this. I am not finished with you, not nearly finished.”

“I understand, Master D.”

He brought the flogger up between her thighs fast and hard. Flora screamed. Painful spasms of pleasure throbbed through her core, threatening to buckle her knees. Her head swam and pricks of light shimmered before her eyes. Another rush of endorphins flooded her system and she felt as if she floated above her body, separate from reality. She was still lost in euphoria when Draven pulled her away from the bedpost and positioned her away from him.

“Part your cheeks, mate. Offer me your tight little ass.”

She’d known this was coming too. He loved to leave her sore inside and out when she was especially naughty. Submitting to his control was an inescapable part of life for a conduit. Besides, if she were honest with herself, she came easily and often when either of her mates dominated her in this way.

“I really am sorry I threatened you.” She reached back and opened herself for Draven, revealing her tightest hole. “I’m sorry for all of it.”

He smeared lube over and into her bottom then positioned himself to take her. His hands grasped her waist and his long, thick cock drove steadily into her back passage. He didn’t hesitate, wasn’t gentle, he just took what belonged to him. She cried out as a sharp pinch gave way to overwhelming fullness. Fuck, his cock was big.

Draven grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her head back. “Open that sassy mouth. You have another mate in need of pleasure.”

Noratu moved in front of her, his cock bare and ready for attention. She released her bottom cheeks, meaning to stroke him, but Draven caught her wrists and pulled them to the small of her back. “You have not earned the right to touch us. You will submit to our use.”

“Yes, Master,” she whispered half a second before Noratu slid into her mouth.

Draven used her arms for leverage as he slid in and out of her bottom. Noratu held her head, using her mouth just as ruthlessly. His cock bumped the back of her mouth after the first few strokes, then he tilted her head back so he could thrust even deeper. Soon their entire lengths filled her over and over. Her legs shook and her breasts jiggled as they possessed her together.

She remained passive, accepting, still. She was theirs to enjoy, to punish, touse. In the beginning, the word bothered her nearly as bad as calling them master. Independent women did not allow themselves to be used. Strong, self-reliant females demanded equality of others. They would settle for nothing less. But gradually, she had come to understand that American mores did not apply to conduits. She was powerful, more powerful than she ever dreamed possible, but her strength came from depending on her mates, from offering them control of her body.

She was equal to her mates, but equality meant something very different in this star system than on Earth. To access the full measure of her power, a conduit must be controlled.

Planting her feet and arching her back, Flora settled into position. Draven moved steadily, frequently pulling out before thrusting back in. She opened her eyes and looked up at Noratu. His features were tense, his gaze burning like molten gold. She opened her mind to both of them, completing her surrender, holding nothing back.

Draven grasped her wrists with one hand and reached around her hip with the other. “Come for us, mate. Offer us your pleasure.” He rubbed her clit in a firm, circular motion until she obeyed.

Sensations blasted through her and her inner muscles rippled rhythmically. She cried out around Noratu’s cock, but Draven’s fingers continued rubbing. She came again and again, helpless to resist his skillful touch and their utter possession. With each climax she felt a bit more of her human upbringing slip away. She was a proud submissive, an Altorian female joining with her mates.

Noratu controlled her breathing as he thrust his entire length into her throat. She offered him her mouth and the adoration of her passion darkened his gaze. She was his to enjoy whenever and however he wanted. There was no shame in surrender, no weakness in offering someone else control.

He poured affection into her mind each time he robbed her of breath. He filled her, accepting her gift with humble appreciation. Brushing the hair back from her face, he stared deep into her eyes as he shuddered violently and released his seed down her throat.

She sucked and licked as he slowly withdrew. She loved his taste, craved it, wanted it in her mouth and on her tongue for as long as possible. “Thank you, Master N,” she whispered. She was fighting back tears and she wasn’t sure why she felt so emotional.

He bent down and kissed her forehead, his smile filled with affection. “You are so beautiful.”

“My turn.”

The growly reminder drew her attention back to Draven. “Of course, Master D.”

He released her arms as he ground out, “Get on the bed, on your back, heels on the edge of the mattress.”

How was she supposed to do that while he was in her—he pulled out, silencing her confusion. Still shaky from all the painful pleasure, she gingerly sat down and then lay back across the bed. She bent her knees and lifted her legs until her heels were positioned on the edge.

“Open those legs nice and wide.” He’d tucked his cock back inside his pants but the front was still open.

It was obvious that he wanted her pussy, but his cock had just been in her ass. It was a very bad idea to go from one directly to the other. Trust. She needed to trust him.

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